Where there is great love there are always miracles.

Where there is great love there are always miracles.

Everybody knows how to love but few people know how to stay in love with one person forever.

Everybody knows how to love but few people know how to stay in love with one person forever.

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I read more

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out.

Who would give a law to lovers? Love is unto itself a higher law.

Who would give a law to lovers? Love is unto itself a higher law.

Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.

Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.

'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third read more

'Tis said of love that it sometimes goes, sometimes flies; runs with one, walks gravely with another; turns a third into ice, and sets a fourth in a flame: it wounds one, another it kills: like lightning it begins and ends in the same moment: it makes that fort yield at night which it besieged but in the morning; for there is no force able to resist it.

The most important things are the hardest to say, because words diminish them.

The most important things are the hardest to say, because words diminish them.

Like everybody who is not in love, he thought one chose the person to be loved after endless deliberations and read more

Like everybody who is not in love, he thought one chose the person to be loved after endless deliberations and on the basis of particular qualities or advantages.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height read more

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, -I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! - and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.